He’s still alive?

Ashton’s expression turned grim and crestfallen. “I don’t even know who I am anymore. There are times I thought I might not be his biological son. I even stole Uncle Charlie’s hair to run a DNA test. Yet, the results showed that I’m a Fuller!”

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. I could hear the cracking sound of his bones as he did so.

I totally understood his disappointment and frustration.

Why would a father fake his own death and dump his own child for more than two decades? While his son grew up in misery, he was enjoying the time of his life on the other side of the world. What kind of father is he?

Christopher’s existence at this point had turned Ashton’s entire life into a joke.

I decided not to probe further as I could tell he was overwhelmed with emotions. After a short drive, Joseph parked the car by the road.

“I’ll drop you here, Mrs. Fuller,” Joseph said, “The hotel is just right across the street, and Millie’s car is right in front.”

I nodded and got down from the car.

Christopher was our foe or friend, it

mind that day that I

I was just about to catch some sleep at sunrise, someone knocked on

door. However, the moment I lifted my head, I saw a seemingly

not bring myself to do so. I just stood there and locked eyes with him for

relationship with Bill? What did Christopher do when they

a minute! What’s he doing here? He should be meeting Ashton in Bill’s

me into your room,” Christopher smiled and said. From the expression on his face, I could not tell what was on

to his snide remark. After a short pause, I stepped

headed straight

moved just like Ashton; it was as if

to wonder if Bill had truly

as well talk to him on behalf of

a coat and wrapped it around

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